Miss Epiphany knows how much you love her legs. Dressed in her vintage style satin and lace basque lingerie, barely there nude thong, black thigh high stockings with the seam up the back, heels, and pearls, she addresses how much you love her legs - and how pathetic it is. She laughs at how weak you get for her legs. There are consequences for being so weak, and for you, those consequences are intercrural. Intercrural means of, relating to, or occurring between the thighs, and everything is intercrural for you now. All your sex, masturbation, orgasms, and so on, will be intercrural, and there will be no vaginal sex for a pussy free loser like you! She humiliates you, talking about how you wouldn't know what to do with a pussy even if you could get access to one, and makes you say "intercrural" with her. Teasing you sexually with her ass and stockinged legs, she continues to degrade you about how your life is pussy free from now on (as if you were having lots of sex anyways? doubtful) and you're such a loser that you only get intercrural. Even though you're only inches from pussy when you're between thighs, you're actually so far from pussy.. She lets down her long red hair while humiliating you for your lacking dating skills and how weak you get for her gorgeous thighs and legs, then teases you about how quick you would probably cum. Miss Epiphany makes you beg for intercrural, telling you how you could get lucky enough to even be allowed intercrural and possibly even being allowed to cum. She makes it clear that you'll never have pussy, and you should be happy to beg for a chance to be allowed between her thighs, and laughs about how much you'd love getting to lay over her lap and hump intercrurally. Intercrural sex, and begging, humping, and trying to please, is the best you could hope for in your pussy free loser life.